i want

i want to tear off my skin

let the flesh rip from my bones

i want to sew my eyelids shut

i dont want to see anymore.

 

i want to sever my fingers

let them dangle by a thread

i want to put a bullet in my head

i dont want to feel anymore.

 

i want to pull out my spine

let my body go limp

i want to inject myself with pentobarbital

i dont want to be alive anymore.

 

i dont want to deal with this anymore

This poem is about: 
Me

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